Chapter 133: Father and Son

It's destined to be a night that is not easy to sleep, Wang Luo sighed in his heart, his disease is really hopeless, and he will have crooked thoughts about the underage little Lori. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What's the matter, it's up to Xiaoxiao." Early in the morning, as soon as Wang Luo woke up, he heard a sweet and weak voice with dissatisfaction in his arms, which made Wang Luo wake up suddenly, his back was soaked, and he subconsciously shrank away from Cheng Xiao, but found that Cheng Xiao's two little hands were groping somewhere, and seemed to be still muttering and complaining like a dream.

Wang Luo hurriedly escaped into the bathroom before the little Lori woke up, so as not to die of shame, took a cold shower early in the morning, so that Wang Luo was refreshed, and after pointing to himself in the mirror and scolding, Wang Luo smiled and walked out of the room and sat on the edge of the bed to watch the cute appearance of the little Lori sleeping soundly with the quilt.

Her cheeks, which are as white as jade, have a lovely flush, her long eyelashes cast a large shadow on her cheeks, and her delicate nose moves with her breathing, making her cute doll-like.

Wang Luo couldn't bear to disturb the little guy's sleep, but he couldn't bear to kiss her lightly on the forehead, dressed lightly, and chose a pure black suit, without a trace of variegation, without any decorations, including the unicorn pen that Park Hyo-min had been pinning to his chest recently.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wang Luo's eyes were a little dazed, his first suit was this kind of pure black, but it was the cheap one on the market, and at that time Wang Luo was thin and couldn't support the suit at all, so it looked nondescript, and now, although it is the same color, everything is different.

Almost, it's broken.

Without alarming anyone, in the early morning of Seoul, Wang Luo drove towards the Blue House.

At any time, a hundred meters around the Blue House is a martial law zone, and there will be a plainclothes guard in a few steps, not to mention the patrolling guards, and since several assassinations, the security here has become more and more strict.

Wang Luo naturally couldn't get in, he parked the car somewhere, and then got into the car arranged by Li Xu.

"Mr. Wang, please wait." The driver, a middle-aged man, greeted him and drove into the main entrance of the Blue House.

Wang Luo closed his eyes and recuperated, and after the car stopped, he slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the time, around half past seven, Cui Shien should not have gotten up at this time.

"Do you need me to get someone to report it?" The driver asked respectfully.

"No, tell the room." Wang Luo smiled.

Following the driver's guidance, Wang Luo walked to the blue-gray wooden door, and stood in the corridor with his waist straight, his hands on his lower abdomen, and staring at a clock not far away with an expressionless face.

Wang Luo maintained this posture and stood motionless for more than half an hour, when he finally heard a violent cough from the room.

Cui Shien's lungs are very bad, and he has pharyngitis, and he will cough heart-rending every morning when he wakes up, which is an old problem for more than ten years, at first Wang Luo was worried that he would cough out his lungs, but later he gradually got used to it.

I have forgotten how many years I haven't heard Cui Shien's cough, Wang Luo was in a somewhat complicated mood, with a hint of sadness, and when the coughing sound in the room gradually weakened, he knocked on the door.

"Come in." A hoarse voice came from the room.

Wang Luo hesitated for a moment, pushed the door in, and looked at the old man who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a stiff head full of gorgeous hair, his old face was filled with death, and he looked tired, his eyes trembled, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Seeing Wang Luo, Cui Shien was a little panicked, and after a pause, he turned around, quietly straightened his waist, and his voice became powerful, "Why are you here." ”

Even if he is about to die, the old lion will not be willing to show fatigue in front of the young lion, but chooses to gradually move away from the lion group and maintain the last trace of dignity.

Wang Luo's lips trembled, bowed and didn't say anything, silently walked to the bathroom, skillfully threw the hot towel, then squeezed the toothpaste, poured the warm water in the cup, the action was as natural as if he had done it thousands of times, and walked to the side of the bed with the towel and handed it to Cui Shien.

Cui Shien's body stiffened for a moment, his already slackening eyelids fluttered, and he took the towel and wiped his face.

Wang Luo squatted down and put the slippers on Cui Shien, then got up and took the towel, watched Cui Shien walk into the bathroom, and began to make his bed.

By the time Cui Shien finished washing, Wang Luo had already made a pot of flower tea that he wanted to warm his stomach every morning, and stood at the table and waited.

This set is something that Wang Luo has done countless times before, and then he will accompany Cui Shien to have breakfast, then drive to inspect, participate in various activities, go to the shooting range after lunch, and then continue to work in the afternoon, go home at night, and wait for Cui Shien to sleep, he can fall asleep.

This is not what Cui Shien asked, but Wang Luo felt that a son of man should do.

Wang Luo has always done his best to fulfill the responsibilities of a son, worthy of anyone.

Cui Shien supported his already somewhat wasted body, straightened his waist, sat on the edge of the chair with a straight face, sipped tea, and picked up the ipad on the table, and the two remained silent.

"Yesterday's news, who was that little girl?" After a long while, Cui Shien spoke softly.

Wang Luo frowned slightly, "That?" ”

"It's the little girl you published in the newspaper with two female stars." Cui Shien said.

"It's my new goddaughter." Wang Luo replied.

Cui Shien nodded, "You are indeed not young, you should consider having children." ”

Wang Luo smiled, "Yes." ”

"Why did you come to me today?" Cui Shien asked with a smile in a soft voice.

"Yesterday, Choi Tae-won came to me." Wang Luo said in a deep voice.

Cui Shien's face was expressionless, as if he had expected it, "And then?" ”

"Listen to you." Wang Luo said respectfully.

"There's no need." Cui Shien smiled dumbly: "You are the winner." ”

"I couldn't have won without you." Wang Luo smiled.

"I've told you many times that the order doesn't matter, success or failure matters." Cui Shien frowned and said.

"That's why you're here today." Wang Luo smiled.

"Looks like I didn't teach well." Cui Shien paused for a moment and sighed.

"It's that I didn't learn well." Wang Luo said with a smile.

"I'm not going to say I'm sorry because I don't feel like I'm at fault." Cui Shien said in a deep voice.

"Who killed the man?" Wang Luo asked.

"Choi Tae-won, and some people who are already dead." Choi Se-eun replied.

"All dead?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"All dead, except Choi Tae-won." Cui Shien said in a deep voice.

"Then, this revenge is avenged." Wang Luo grinned.

"Can I ask you something?" Cui Shien looked at Wang Luo's smiling face and asked softly. (To be continued.) )